It was a nice little campground by the Gauley River. It was a very narrow road,which was gravel for a mile. After talking to one of the men that works there and listen to him tell about the copperhead snakes being bad this year. He said a couple of the campers and a couple of the workers were bitten this year we decided that we would not stay here.
After looking at the campground I drove down to see what the place with the name Prince looked like. I was just a few houses and this train station. I thought the station was something left over from yesteryear,but upon checking the train still stops here 3 times a week to pick up and drop of passengers.
After we got back to the motorhome it was getting late so we decided to stay the night here.
No comments:
Post a Comment